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"Go in and get a bag and come back out." He tilted his head in the direction of the bakery.
"Why?"
"Because whoever we're putting this show on for is gonna expect you to go on a honeymoon with your husband."
"We're not putting on a show."
"Then who's the guy in the Mercedes following us?"
I looked through the rear windshield at some headlights that were down the street. Shoot. Tommy, Kenny's tough guy, was following us. "How do you know he's following us?"
"Go in. Get a bag. Come back out."
"Really. I'll be fine."
"Woman, last chance to get your shit or we're leaving now and you're sleeping in your wedding dress tonight."
"Okay. Fine. Jeez." I angrily opened my door and stomped to the entrance of the bakery. He stood in front of the shop while I shoved a few more items into the bag I hadalready packed for tonight. This was supposed to be my wedding night and now look what it had become. A total mess.
I hurried back outside, and he stood behind me as I entered the Jeep. He closed the door, and his eyes were still on Tommy's headlights as we pulled away from the curb.
"Where did Gavin plan the honeymoon?" he asked me.
"The Six Sands on Topanga."
He gave me the side eye, but I didn't get what he was implying. Did he have something against that place?
We drove through downtown LA toward the canyon. He kept his eyes on the mirrors as much as the road.
It seemed like he was taking a very long and convoluted route to the hotel. When we reached Topanga Canyon Boulevard, he pulled to the side of the road and stopped in front of another hotel. A car passed by us, and his shoulders fell as he exhaled a long deep breath. The scowl on his face eased, and the tension in the car seemed less extreme.
I turned and looked out the back window but didn't see Tommy anymore.
"We lost 'em," he said, like he knew I was checking for them too.
"Mmm." I attempted to act nonchalant, but it was clear from the little murmur in my sound that I was nervous and also relieved we weren't being followed anymore.
"Give me your cell phone."
"Why?"
He reached into my purse and took the phone out. He checked it quickly then turned it off and stored it in his coat pocket.
"Hey! What if Gavin tries to call me?"
"I'll take care of it."
He pulled out again and eventually turned into the lot for the Six Sands Hotel. As we walked to the reception area, his silent steps behind me sent a shiver down my spine. The secrets between us were very loud even though the only sounds were the cars on the street.
We checked in as Gavin and Wren Beaumont, and once again, the clerk didn't question Magnum's identity. Our ruse now had a footprint that could be traced to this place. This was why I never lied. It always compounded exponentially and blew up in your face.
I startled when he pulled a gun as we entered the room. Did he have that on him this entire time? After making sure every nook and cranny of the room was empty, he stood next to the window and peeked out through the edge of the curtains. His silence on the ride was unnerving but a welcome respite after all that had happened. Now it felt deafening.
"It's a nice room," I offered awkwardly.
"You think this is nice?"
"Yes. Isn't it?"
